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    A murder in Paradise Valley

        Joshua Daniel's hands wore thick calluses and he didn't smile much. At age thirty-two, he worked in fields and chopped wood. The blood, toil, and sweat made him tough.    On the 28th of June, under the big oak tree at...

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    • Phenomenally penned, Tim. You’re a great storyteller my friend, felt like a western to me. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • This does give a western vibe. I like the listening to the tree to hear the screaming.

    • I normally do not read the short story section, but I was curious, so…
      Revenge is sometimes blinding. This write shows that to be true.
      Your story reads fluid, interesting, carrying the scenes forward really well. The epilogue (of sorts) leaves the reader pondering, perhaps for a continuation.
      Great write, Tim.

    • This was very engaging. Some of those dead have unfinished business. Great ink.

    • Hi Tim!
      This reminds me of an episode of Hell on Wheels! And the pic really reinforces the tone of the story.
      Gritty with emotion and guns. How it was back then. Black and white with a lot of dust instead of grey.
      Truly enjoyed the read amigo. It’s nice seeing friends post in different categories.

    • Tim you have mastered the art of putting so much action, plot development, and powerfully emotional story telling into the short story form. This takes you into the heart of Joshua and his tragic mistake leading to his ending. Gritty and strong telling of this tale that engaged me as I read. Not a line wasted. A perfect economy of words that brings this tale home in a big way.

      John

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    With No Hint of An End

    With No Hint of An EndThese words may have no beginning,but they bounceand echo loud, around the labyrinthsof the self-same shell  they were first each imprisoned in ..Fine words they are tooand when whispered soft, might bemistaken for the sea,or the wind,...

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    • This is so tender
      Favorite part is how you ended it

      “with not one hint

      of a beginning, no signs of a

      middle nor trace of an imminent end even”

    • “These words may have no beginning”… they have no end either… Enchanting, captivating, breathtaking… passionate as only how passion should be. this is a masterpiece of poetry and love, though the reader smiles as they read, yet it pulls a tender tear from the heart, a tear of love. Mr. Ken would be joyous reading this. beyond gorgeous….

      • Many thanks my very dearest of literary friends .. Please excuse my delayed response, I have been a bit busy of late and am still stumbling near blindly around this delightful website .. p.s. am glad you smile so favourably upon this little scribble and hope that Mr. Simm would similarly approve .. Kindest of regards & with wishes for all good things, Your friend, ME 🙂

    • Beautifully penned, Neville. A very delicate write my friend. Excellent work.. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • After reading the comments above, what could I possibly say? Hopefully, and it’s not just my wishful thinking it is the end part that is “real”. But that middle should be “real” as well. Damn Neville, your poem makes the reader (me) hope it is all “real” (and yes, even the fantasy parts!!) The sum of all these parts is: I loved reading your poem, Neville!!!!!!!!!

      Curt

  • How Do You Sleep At Night?

    Been peddling cruel dreams Kerosene lies forged in hate Nothing is ever as it seems When logic's robbed of weight   Still holding onto an illusion  Drifting further from reality Ain’t no calm in mass confusion  Useful idiots prefer brutality   Upside down heading off-road  This house of cards is...

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    • “useful idiots prefer brutality” killer fuckin line. excellent write.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, twofiftythree. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I love that line as well, great minds think alike. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • So relatable… nicely done

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I want music for this one. Currently I’m working on a song called, “Novocain.” The words are posted here on the site. I got the music laid out, got the growls recorded, trying to get a good vocal take on the verses and bridge. Which requires me to sing. lol. Glad to see you back! Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Brilliantly written socially critical text, dear Damien! You will definitely make a killer song out of it!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This is by far one of your best poems, Damian. Every stanza kicks ass. I like the Lennon reference and where you went with it. Great one!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I knew somebody would get the Lennon reference. It’s one of my favorites writes as well, I knew I had something once I penned the first verse. Sometimes a writer just knows.. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Well this is strong! Like flexing on a page. It’s tight with its rhymes and meter, like a pro boxer hitting us with a thesaurus!
      (damn, that’s a clever description, huh! LOL)
      Powerful write, Damian. Golden gloves…

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Really cool commentary brother, your continued support means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks, Mary. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Some people have no soul. The sad part is they thrive in their own filth. Great ink friend.

    • Enjoyed this poem immensely. From the rhymes, to the flow to the powerful message. Outstanding job Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Hey brother, thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thoroughly enjoyed from end to end .. No kiddin, write on brother .. Neville 😎👍

    • This is strong as straight vodka on the morning after the Bolshevik revolution in Russia. Very strong my friend. Truly a power tonic in this age of authoritarianism in America. You hit the bullseye. You are a master at writing song lyrics that rock my soul.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the lyrics my friend. It is a sad state of affairs these days. Like witnessing a train wreck playing out and being strapped inside the lavatory of that locomotive. Thank you for your support my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • You know, there are times I wish you weren’t so nail on the head accurate. But these are dark days we’re entered into. Best to look them square in the eye. Brilliantly penned, my friend. Into the list it goes, as you say!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Gotta look them square in the eye, make them flinch first. Always enjoy your commentary my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Some Call Them Interludes

    Before    Time was once apple  skinned and quartered  still hanging from the tree,  as if a disembowelled astronaut  hanging from moon gallows    At the hill’s summit  we knelt among the dead,  ate the rancid gifts from their bodies  flesh of berries, mouths and holes    of skin, until the sky  darkened...

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    • I always like it when someone starts with an object, “Apple,” and ends with the same object. This is good. I enjoyed it.

    • Yeesh! I’m hoping Del skips this one! (we’re planning a ’27 wedding). lol.
      Your poetic strength is maybe lost on some readers, because you go deep like this. There’s geometry in this creation, angles and dark corners. I can take the weight, though, when reading your powerful lines. Because there is reward in finding the meanings and how we perceive it all. Outstanding depth here.

    • As always Mark, I’m so pleased someone gets me.

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    Obsession

    Obsession     My life stings with your lost shadow, it used to drape across my heart. Unworthy of a cool drink and the feel of spring water I relent to your ever probing kiss pulling me into deeper darkness. Oh, my blood thirsty princess don’t you know I was...

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    • I remember this song well. Tremendous work. You nailed it.

    • She was “tasty”…er… perhaps I should have kept that to myself. ;0) In the end, though, she was the one who consumed me. Isn’t this the way all ‘obsessions’ end?!!

      Mary, searching for and posting this older poem, was worth getting the comment you left. I’m glad you “loved everything about it.”

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